Lucy Wickshire is feared across realms because of her family history. The thraines have always been a clan of passive warriors that one dared not provoke. Still, it did not stop those above from breaking the pact and descending into the rankless world to kill Lucy's mother. Seeing her mother die before her eyes, Lucy had understood then; she was not a child anymore, she was a threat. It was either them or her. So she straightened her back and reigned down fear that put her mother's legacy to shame. As long as she lived, all realms must kneel or burn. 
You are about to read the accounts of Lucy Wickshire and the millions of bodies burned as a backdrop to her rage.

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Lucy Wickshire

Walter and his crew ran through a collapsing cave while trying to defend themselves from giant ox. 


“My lord!” Commander Gallion grabbed swayed away from a falling boulder as he shouted. Walter could very much see the ox dashing right for him. Since this entire ordeal, he had not taken out his sword. D’huile and the rest were doing the job of protecting him. For some reason, while looking at the Ox about to ram into him, he felt as though this cave was only getting longer. His eyes flashed with realisation, this is his test. 


He brandished his sword at the coming ox and lowered himself so the ox ran over him, as he stabbed a charcoal sword into it, letting the ox’s speed tear the sword down its abdomen. 


“Enter the shed.” he ordered as he rolled away to not be crushed by a falling rock. 


“I do not like to repeat myself.” Walter said and they sent an unwilling look towards his figure, before disappearing into smoke. 


Bk 2: Chapter Five (1)